On our way to see Mrs. G – a long time friend of Frank’s family who happens to live two doors down, we ran into another neighbor, Mr. and Mrs. Spees. They took one look at Dominick and said, “Oh, there’s a mini Frank!” It’s so true – I cannot deny that he looks exactly like Frank and he’s just as adorable as his daddy.
We arrived at Grammie’s house and had a quick lunch while we waited for our cousin Jennifer and Aunt Gen to arrive with three year old Reese. Reese was dressed up like Abby Kadabby. She looked adorable with her purple pompom pig tails and cute little freckles. When Reese took one look at Dominick all dressed up, she ran over to him and gave him a big hug. She loves to tickle Dominick under his chin, or on his belly. Dominick just stared with delight. He loves to look at other “little people” like him.
New Jersey’s a funny place sometimes. Maybe it’s an Italian thing, maybe it’s an East Coast thing… who knows, but when we pulled our stroller up to see Mr. and Mrs. Spees, they oohed and aaahed. Then, because we were “trick or treating” Mrs. Spees pulled two dollars out of her wallet and put it in Dominick’s pumpkin! To me that’s just hilarious! Anywhere else we’d have said hi and we’d be on our way. But no, not in Jersey. “Here kid, buy some candy…” I love it!
Once we get to Mrs. G’s house – it keeps getting funnier! Mrs. G’s father answers the door – he’s very old, but very sharp. Mrs. G and her dad are oohing and aaahing over Dominick. Then I hear…“Ohhhh…. I want to suck his face off….” Mrs. G says through gritted teeth.
Then Mrs. G’s father chimes in, “I want to bite his little cheek!”
We all know his very own Grammie loves to say, “I want to bite him and make him bleed.”
I know – what graphic, violent things to say to a baby!? But they mean all of these things are said with love. I hear it all the time, from strangers… “I just want to bite him,” or “I just want to squeeze the life out of him!” Is this an Italian thing? Jersey thing? Who knows, but it sure is entertaining! I'd love to find a vendor where I can get this embroidered on a pillow or something... it would be quite the conversation piece!
We spent the afternoon back at home napping. Dominick took one of his marathon naps from 2:30 until 5. I had to put a note on the front door “baby sleeping, come back later.” Otherwise Ozzie would have gone crazy barking and Dominick would have never slept.
Aunt Kristen and Uncle Fred came over the next day to have Halloween with Dominick and watch the Giant's game. Here is Dominick just gazing at his Aunt Kristen.
We’re looking forward to next year. We’re sure he still won’t know what’s going on, but at least we can walk around the neighborhood!